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Deprivation

by Robert Newman on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

To many people involved in BDSM the experience is about deprivation - of freedom, of movement, of choice - there are many aspects. I have a submissive girl with me here, her name is Helena. There is one thing she must be deprived of before we consider any others, and she must agree to be deprived of it - I will not use force. For the benefit of purists (alt...

Freedom By Another Name: Bondage

by sdbnnc on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

"Rivers belong where they can ramble; eagles belong where they can fly . . . I'm not a river or a giant bird that soars to the sea, and if I'm never tied to anything, I'll never be free . . . "              -"Corner of the Sky" from the Musical Pippin There are rafts of quotations out there about freedom; the importance...

I, Blackmail Ch. 06

by DigitalAge on Apr 10, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"Slave" came a stern female voice over the speaker system. "My name is Domina but you will refer to me as Mistress or Mistress Domina. Respond stating that you will comply." A fleeting thought of not complying crossed Sarah's mind as she wondered if the system would punish someone who hadn't yet been fully introduced to it, but she thought it best not to fi...

Bound Desires: Sensory Deprivation

by rogueentity on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Author Note: I've included a bit of backstory to this one in case I want to expand it in the future. Hopefully it doesn't take away too much from the story and you enjoy it. I welcome all positive and negative feedback. ****** Eyes struggling open to the sound of her alarm, she flailed around in a failed attempt to turn it off. Most mornings would be spen...

Some Like The Thorns

by Kalies on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I wanted to grab a fucking bottle of vodka and chuck it. Or throw it. Or burn it. Extraordinary stress, huh? Yeah that is what I am feeling. Damn pissed off at Daniel. We had an argument last night about where we are headed and in the midst of it, he said we should part ways for a while. Part ways, my ass. I hate it when someone call quits to a relationsh...

News Release: Spanish Fly Virus

by GeneMajors on Jun 9, 2020
Humor & Satire

News Release: Spanish Fly Virus © 2020, West-Coast Governor's Back-Patting Association, USA History: During the mid-1950s to mid-1960s, a rumor circulated in many US high schools concerning a 'homeopathic' treatment (as these sorts of things are referred to by people who don't like the pharmaceutical industry) of which a single drop (containing terpenoid...

The Interrogator

by Gaius8666 on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

With the advent of women's liberation, it was inevitable that the army would change. Slowly over the years the supposed gentler sex had made inroads into every branch of the armed service and women were now driving jeeps in the army, sailors in the navy and even artillery officers in the marine corp. One branch however had not been integrated, and that bran...

Keep Myself Awake

by JukeboxEMCSA on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Horror

It's three o'clock in the morning, but I can't sleep. I've decided that I might as well try to get all my thoughts down about the whole Courtney Styles mess, see where I went wrong and...alright, I'll admit it, I know exactly where I went wrong. But I'm hoping that when I recount it all, something will occur to me that didn't at the time. Obviously, this is...

Sweet Denial

by lex_ludite on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I knelt down before my Master and Mistress as any submissive should. My head bowed and eyes down towards at the floor, hands behind my back and knees shoulder-width apart. My body begged to be touched; my whole self craved their attentions. And yet, they continued their every day conversation about work, projects, and vacations. No, they weren't ignoring me,...

Head Space

by Kinky Writer on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Having just cuffed my hands behind my back, my wife straddles me and begins to examine her prey. Naked except for my boxers, she now has me cuffed at both the ankles and wrists to the wooden chair, the chains that connect each pair of cuffs jingling briskly as they're tested against the chair's legs and back. Still wearing the low-cut blouse and skirt that...